"Yes.. Kiss thing. She wanted to.. kiss me. I didn't, of course.. But nevertheless.. And, I was alone for about twenty-six years.. Unless things like lil' relationships and stuff during highschool count.. Then I met.. hmm.. Mir'ika I think her name was. Always called her Miri.. But that was nine years ago.." [i]Luke directed bus attention to the barkeep for a bit, ordering a Bacardi cola. Nice and simple, truly. He placed the glass to his lips, taking a small sip, letting out a small sigh in delight as the booze ran down his throat. Closet alcoholic, seriously. [/i] "Still. I don't approve of you two fighting - especially not over someone."